Getting out of Fay Presto's car, Adam became aware of the problems that a permanent erection might pose. Walking into the lighted foyer of the building he was acutely aware of his bulging pants. I'm sure that doorman's gazing at my groin.
Trying to ignore the friction of his pants on his cock he climbed the stairs to the door of apartment 1278 and pressed the button. "Hi who's that?" Amy sounded tired and inebriated.
"Amy, it's me Adam, buzz me in."
"Adam? I thought you left one hour ago?"
"Yeah, well, I..."
Adam stopped. One hour ago? That couldn't be right? All those games Milady played with him... the ride over with Fay Presto... it just HAD to have taken more than an hour..? He turned around to ask his mysterious ride to fill in the blanks for him β but she wasn't there anymore. The street was empty. How could she have disappeared like that, without making any sound? A buzzer signal brought him back. Amy was obviously not expecting any answer from him. He took his jacket off and held it in front of his crotch to hide the bulge in it, and walked the now familiar way through the pretentious structure, and climbed the stairs past the fountain, and knocked at1278. No-one answered. He tried the knob, letting himself in. Either the party had been standing still since he left, or... or he hadn't really been away that long. There were still quite a few drunk people there β was he mistaken, or were there actually MORE people there than when he had left..? The whole time-sex-mysterious women-thing was getting too much for Adam. He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't really care about finding out. He just wanted to go home and get some sleep. Well, maybe just another round, to get his erection to calm down...
"OK, man, " he muttered to himself. "Try to get organized here. You wanna go home. There's not a familiar face in sight, no-one you can catch a ride with. OK, then get a cab. Call a cab. Where's the fucking phone?"
Adam walked around, looking for a phone. A couple staggered by him, the woman giggling, and as she passed him, she accidently brushed against his crotch. The touch send a powerful jolt of electricity through his hard cock. Adam stopped and stared after them. Was he nuts? Go home already? With this package of rock-hard, pure dynamite in his pants? No, he wouldn't go home until he had gotten him just one more piece of...
"Adam! There you are, man!"
Adam turned around and stared.
"Darren?" he asked, dumbstruck. "Where the fuck have you been? I've been looking all over for you!"
Darren smiled, a smug smile that said "I know a secret, and I'm dying to tell you". He motioned for Adam to come into the kitchen with him. Well in there, he grabbed the last two bottles of beer out of Chandler's fridge. "Served her right!" Adam thought to himself.
They went out onto the balcony, and leaned at the iron railing, overlooking the garden with the huge fountain. It was illuminated at night, Adam noticed.
"OK, tell me," he said. "You disappeared as soon as we got here, and now, hours later, I find you looking like a cat that just caught itself a big fat mouse!"
"Pretty close," said Darren, smiling.
His even, white teeth shone brightly against his dark brown skin.
"What are you talking about?" said Adam.
"D'ya know that redhead from accounts? Marnie?" said Darren.
Adam stared at him.
"You DIDN'T!"
Darren chuckled.
"But- but I saw her and that new smarmy senior from sales... they went... and then I heard them going at it when I went to the toilet half way through the evening!" said Adam.
"Ever heard of a threesome, Milligan?" said Darren, smiling mischievously.
Adam banged his fist in the iron railing.
"Fuck!" he shouted. "Fuck! I can't believe you did that!"
Darren laughed.
"I've been wanting to screw her for months!" said Adam. And you just waltz in and get her to do a threesome???"
He shook his head and grinned back at Darren.
"What really hurts me is that you didn't bring me along!" he said.